#oh toshiro *touches screen*

[hiekka]

i missed his birthdayyyyy is it 13th anywhere in the world anymore??? regardless hbd toshiro 🎉

the flowers look vague but are balloon flowers signifying obedience and asters for patience, and the one dandelion in his hair is for freedom

[chiefatticcreator]

Prompt

Yoruichi ask Soi Fon about what happened last night. Soi Fon pretends that nothing happened, so Yoruichi shows her the video that she recorded of Toshiro fucking the drunk assassin, especially up the ass.

"So.. how did it got after you left me to go find Toshiro?" Yoruichi grinned.

"I.. I have no idea what you are talking about." Soi Fon blushed, looking away.

She still felt sore, and she still found herself thinking about Toshiro's godly dick every few minute. It had taken hours of successive showers before she stopped smelling of his cum, and she still could feel it on him. he had marked her, fucked her and owned her... but she would never admit as such to Lady Yoruichi.

"Are you sure?" Yoruichi's teasing smile was still there as she leaned closer to her former subordinate. "When i told alll my stories last night, you left in a huff sayign that you were "going to see if he's all that great". So, how did it go?"

"I found him, we talked, but i didn't let him touch me." Soi Fon insited. "I still don't understand why you cannot stop talking about him in such a devoted tone." she scoffed, trying to sound as distant and disdainful as possible.

"Oh, really?" Yoruichi's teasing smile only grew. "That's really what you think? And what about this, then?"

A phone was pushed between Soi Fon's hands, and within a second the video was playing.

"FUUUCKKK! I LOVE YOUR COCK!"

There, on the screen, was soi fon. Squealing and crying out like a bitch in heat. Like the primal part of her that called her to be bred and fucked by a man had finalyl broken through. Like her midn was broken. tears of pleasure streaked down her face as her breasts boucned from the force of the thrusts rockind her body.

And right behind her, the person thrusting. Usign her plump, fat booty like a sextoy, Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Even with the angle of the camera makign things more difficult to see, it was clear as daylign that Toshir'os hypercock was being rammed inside the ninja's ass over and over. The white-haired captian's powerful thrusts, bed-shattering, as his enormous balls swung. His cock deep inside her ass, bulging Soi Fon like nothign ever had before.

And soi fon was screamign her bliss. She was squirting near-constantly from the brain-destroyign fucking. she was howling to the sky. Her ass stretched, his enormous cock buried deep inside of her. Not simply fucking, but outright breaking and owning her. This was more than simple sex, this was Soi Fon being broken to the state of a pure slut. Until her ass clapping against Toshiro's hips was makign her cum from the noise alone.

"And it goes on and on and on for hours." Yoruichi moaned, watching the video.

"So, does watching that makes your memory work, now?"

"I.. yes." Soi Fon huffed, blushing. "he.. Captain Hitsugaya... master... fucked me. broke me. He is as amazing as you said, lady Yoruichi. Even better!"

[writerkatsblog]

Kimiko,Raimundo and Clay have some things they brought with themselves from home.Clay has a saddle, on which he sleeps. Rai owns many posters,a brazillian flag and a ball and Kimiko (except her enourmous clothes n wigs collection) has like a TON of photos with her dad on her laptop (this is just my assumption tho). I find it a cool detail that when the plot progresses, Omi's stall, once empty, becomes more customized, presumably because his friends encouraged him to make some changes. But imagine monks giving Omi gifts from their hometowns? And Omi is grateful n happy and oh boy he makes them gifts in return? That idea makes me weak because it means Omi gets more attached to them through that little gift-giving ritual! Btw I like to imagine whenever Kimiko video-chats with her dad and Omi happens to cross by the screen, Toshiro excitedly invites him to the conversation.

Omi is much like water. Everything that he touches or that touches him leaves its mark on him. Water is always affected in some way by its environment, and changes in the way that best suites where it ends up. Omi is no different! Every person he meets, he learns from them and takes new information and tries new things. I think Omi would love to include gifts from his friends into his room decor! A life once focused solely around martial arts changed so massively by the people who entered his life. He may only be able to give them simple things to start, but overtime he'd learn new skills and would be proud to give them the fruits of his labors!

The idea of the others' families getting attached to Omi is super sweet too! Kimiko's father is definitely a kid at heart, and seeing Kimiko make such good friends with Omi would make him happy, he's waving with excitement to see him and Omi (though curious at first as to why Kimiko's dad is in her screen) is happy to say hello back. Raimundo's parents and siblings and aunts and uncles are thrilled to see Raimundo's latest video of Omi pulling off wild martial arts stunts. Clay's dad isn't quite as emotional a man as he could be, but as goofy as Omi was, he has some respect for the fact that Omi managed to get some milk out of Old Bessie, so he might send some more milk when they can get some out of her, and some beef to encourage him to grow into a strong young man (Omi is happy to receive the milk, but politely allows the others to eat the meat on account of his vegetarianism).